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Food 4 - Shark Bait "Lunch is ready!!!!!!!" Everyone trudged wearily to the room, wondering what oddity Orihime had prepared today.
"Today is sushi! One for Aizen-san, one for Ichimaru-kun, one for Tousen-kun, one for Starrk-kun..." Finally, she set a tiny pickle jar lid in front of Yammi, which had one tiny roll of sushi on it.
Grimmjow tore into his food, drool flying everywhere. Everyone else seemed relieved too, digging into their food that was at least kind of normal.
"Hey, what kind of sushi is this?" Szayel, ever the annoying, was again asking about the ingredients.
"Uh, it's made from shark"
All eyes turned to Halibel except Grimmjow, who cut Orihime off with a love-filled shout of "I LOVE SHARK SUSHI!!!!!!!!!!!!!" But then he too realized the awkwardness of the moment, and turned his head around awkwardly, furious
Food 3 - Butterflies "We're having fried insects again!....there don't seem to be any other ingredients in the kitchen..."
Nnoitra promptly rushed out of the room, Grimmjow racing in to take his place. As Orihime set his plate of fried insects in front of him, she glanced at him and nearly dropped her other plates in surprise.
"Grimmjow-kun!!! Why are your eyes?!....."
He looked up at heror supposedly looked, for one could never tell with Asian/Gin eyes (they're basically the same). Especially eyes that were taped shut to look Asian/Gin. "I ate Mister Whiskers and enjoyed it...so now I'm a Chinese cat eater." His mouth went all squiggly in sadness. Nobody noticed the way Gin's smile grew just a little bit strained.
"..." Unsure how to respond, Orihime continued to pass out the other plates, setting down a little sake dish of fried insects in front of Ya
Food 2 - Grimmjow's a Chinese Cat Eater Orihime had made lunch again, and the Espada were seated around the table again (with the exception of Nnoitra, who was still sobbing in his room, vomiting his guts out). The previous day's meal was unmentioned by them, as they sat in hungry kindof-silencebroken only by an occasional monstrous stomach rumble from Yammi, who had started a new diet.
Once again, Orihime floated into the room, this time carrying bowls instead of plates. "One for Aizen-san, one for Ichimaru-kun, one for Tousen-san, one for Starrk-kun..." She finally got to Yammi, setting down a tiny kiddy bowl in front of him. "And one for Yammi-kun!"
Grimmjow immediately began shoveling it down, while Aaroniero looked around helplessly, wanting to flip the table at his inability to eat the food.
"What...is this?...." Ulquiorra stared down at his soup, actual traces of fear on his face as he wondered
Food 1 - Nnoitra's a Cannibal"Lunchtime!!!" Orihime called out from the kitchen, summoning the Espada like a dinner bell. Except it was lunch not dinner of course, so maybe it should be "like a lunch bell?" But Hueco Mundo's not school...and Orihime's voice doesn't go BRIIIIIINNNNNG!!!!!! (or maybe it does)
The Espada, Aizen, Gin, and Tousen all shuffled into the room, wondering what Orihime's food was like. Sitting down at their seats, Orihime pranced out of the kitchen holding 14 huge plates of....something.
"One plate for Aizen-kun, one plate for Ichimaru-kun, one plate for Tousen-kun, one plate for Starrk-kun...." She began setting the plates down in front of them, as they stared dubiously at...whatever was on the plates. "...one for Aaroniero-kun, and two for Yammi-kun!" Setting the last plate down in front of Yammi, she stood to the side and smiled.
"Hey, why does Yammi get two plates and we only get one?" Grimmjow looked over at Orihime, pouting.
Orihime looked confusedly back at him. "Because Yammi-kun's s
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And while this fact makes looking forward hard
we can't keep living in the past.
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Steady hands won't help hold up such a fragile act.
And while you take your time keeping character
you fake what you can't take back.
With nothing more than a thought we form our actions
and this is where we extinguish the lie they tried to invent.
The lie that we painted our lives without passion
well conclusions are useless with no attempt to commence.
You're a song I can't name stuck in my head.
I've listened to you before and probably will again.
And while I can hum the melody all day long waiting
for it to hit me I still won't know where you've been.
You're a gust that has never changed direction.
Nothing can touch you you're only felt as you brush skin.
And while you can't be stopped nothing lasts
nothing escapes time not even the wind.
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